I have been collecting the Wildlife Photographer of the Year albums assiduously almost from their first year, being a wildlife and landscape hobbyist and small-scale BBC Picture Library contributor myself. I was, therefore, gratified to find that Charlie Waite, a regular on the pages of British photography magazines, had organised a similar compilation for Landscape photographers. It is safe to say that I am not disappointed with the result.
The quality of the pictures is almost uniformly stunning. The quality of the print, paper and binding is solid. The pictures, apart from the cover, the winner and a couple of introductory slots, are organised into straightforward competition categories. The landscapes, all British, are quite sublime. The winner is of a landscape featured twice in the book, the Old Man of Storr on the Isle of Skye, and it is a dazzling panorama of one of the most striking natural formations I have seen. To my eye, it looks like an HDR - the kind of landscape quite within reach of today's digital camera owner without exorbitant panoramic cameras.
If you are not familiar with the British landscape you should consider acquiring this book. (Well, if you are in addition interested in the British landscape.) The scale and grandeur are not what a US resident might be used to, but the variety and exquisite beauty are in a class of their own. A Kiwi friend of mine travelling through Wales was once told that the mountains were to his left and he answered, "What, are they behind the hills?" Britain is smaller. It is a deformity with which we have learned to live, and compensated for by sheer variety and intimacy.
These photographers do our island all justice. There are a fair proportion of monochrome shots - also easier for us to dabble in with digital technology - and these still grip and communicate atmosphere in a quite different way, all these years after the daguerreotype. One photo is simply of a group of trees in the mist - a very British theme - and yet it whispers to me of home and I grow nostalgic.
If I have one quibble, it is that the urban landscapes cross the line into people photography. Not that I wish to denigrate mere, shuffling, huddled people by comparison with the majesty of the, er, hills. Still, this is a book of landscape photography and a child flying through the air seems to me to belong in another competition. Hurling, perhaps. Having said that, urban photography has tended to be neglected by nature photographers and this is a shame, as so much of our nature is urban these days. (Such as the peregrines nesting on the Tate Modern, or the whale that wandered up the Thames a years or so ago.) This book redresses that neglect somewhat.
I was delighted to find that a phone-camera section has been included. I carry a Nikon welded to my face like any normal person, but it strikes me very strongly that we live in a photographic age like none before when it is almost impossible to get a phone without a built-in camera. The art and science of photography are not merely behind the lens but between the ears, and it is a clever recognition on the part of the organisers to see the worth in camera photographs. It speaks of a team not loath to think a little different. And that suggests that this series will continue to deliver the stunning goods seen here.